Flash Fiction: Dungeon Master

The die rolled across the gaming table, bounced off miniature mountains and temples, and ricocheted off a figurine of a hero bearing a shield and spear. It bounded down the stairs and the players chased it into the dungeon below.

“Damn it, Zeus, how many times have I said, ‘roll in the tray, not on the table’?” said Athena.

The die at the foot of the stairs showed a single skull, and the heavens shook with thunder.